One of Many

It is late afternoon in deep southeastern Illinois, and the thunderhead north of here, the one beyond the fence row trees, is more than cloud mass soaked in light.

Gary DeNeal

It is late afternoon in deep southeastern Illinois, and the thunderhead north of here, the one beyond the fence row trees, is more than cloud mass soaked in light.
It is back country poetry.
A thunderhead is one of countless others country people take for granted, there being so many wonders from which to choose.
The word “beautiful” is as easy to say as breathing, and equally easy to apply, but “beautiful” doesn’t get it half said.
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